The Honey Vessel 1

The Honey Vessel 1

Male Weight Gain, Belly Stuffing, Force Feeding
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He awoke in a daze not knowing where he was. His brown eyes opened slowly to see amber all around him and his nose caught an intoxicating sweet scent.

"Hmm… Where am I…?" he asked himself.

But then he was able to find his surroundings a bit familiar.  Though not the same one, it would seem he had been taken to a Combee nest. He was once inside a different one at the beginning of his journey through Sinnoh when he helped Cheryl find the enchanted honey.

"How in the world did I get here…?"

The raven-haired boy attempted to move his arms and legs when he noticed he was stuck.  He got a better look at what was keeping him from moving and gasped.  A thick, waxy substance had his arms and legs essentially glued on to the wall of the hive.  It covered his legs up to the knees while it covered his arms up to the elbows.  His feet and hands were hidden underneath.  It was impossible for him to get free.

"Can't move…!  Who the heck did this!?"

Then he began to remember what happened earlier.  He and his friends were traveling through he woods on their way to up to Snowpoint City.  It seemed just like any other day of traveling until they came across a Combee caught in a trap.

"Hey look," said Ash and then pointed.  "It's a Combee."

"And it looks like it's trapped in that net," said Dawn. "Poor thing…"

"Who would do something so despicable?" said Brock.

Ash's Pikachu and Dawn's Piplup also expressed their condolences. Meanwhile the Combee fought aimlessly to get out of its trap to the point that it exhausted itself.

"Well we can't leave it like that," said the raven-haired boy. "Don't worry Combee, I'll get you out of there."

When he grabbed onto the net, the Combee became frightened and started to flail a bit.

"Take it easy.  I'm not going to hurt you."

Unable to figure out how to open the next, Ash grabbed part of it with his teeth so he could rip it open. The Combee settled down a bit and watched what he did.  With a good pull, he ripped open the net and pulled the honey bee Pokémon out.

"There we are…" he said as he held it. "You alright?"

Combee smiled at the boy who smiled back at it. It then started to let out a high pitch chirp.

"What's it doing now…?" asked Dawn.

Then out of no where, a swarm of Combee flooded the sky.  The group of kids looked up in amazement.

"There's so many of them…" Brock noted.

All of them were whistling a happy tune so the group did not feel threatened by their presence. They assumed they were thankful for helping out their friend.  But then they started to drop a green powder on top of them.

"What… is this…?" Dawn said tiredly.

"It's Sleep… Powder…" Brock replied.

"Getting… sleepy…" Ash started to say. That's all he could remember before passing out in a deep sleep.

Now Ash Ketchum found himself trapped inside a Combee nest which he guessed belong to the swarm that used Sleep Powder on him and his friends.

"I see now… The Combee must have taken me back to their hive.  But why?"

Ash looked around and called out to his friends to see if they were taken as well. But nobody responded.

"Guess they didn't take Pikachu and the others… Oh great… My hat is missing…"

Not only that but the backpack that held his Pokémon was also left behind.  Once again he attempted to break free from the waxy stocks that held him captive.  He was met with the same result.

"I have no idea how I'm going to get out of this place.  Hm… I shouldn't worry about it. I bet they've already started to look. They'll find me. I hope…"

The raven-haired boy's ears caught the sound of buzzing.  He turned to see a swarm of Combee returning from what ever they were doing.  The swarm then surrounded him.

"So there you guys are.  Why did you take me back here?"

All the Combee started to chirp happily afterward. Then the Combee who he had helped set free from the trap approached.

"Oh… it's you."

The Combee buzzed about happily, as if trying to thank him for what he did for it earlier.

"Oh… You're thanking me?" He too gained a smile on his face. "Hey it's no problem. But… Now I'm kind of in a trap of my own.  I'd appreciate it if you released me.

The Combee flew high to the top of the hive until it was out of sight.

"Hey! Where are you going?" Ash asked.

Combee soon returned with a glob of sweet honey in between its antennae.  It flew closer to Ash's face and titled its head forward a bit, as if wanting to take the honey.

"Is that honey for me? Oh, I see. You wanted to treat me to your sweet honey."

The Combee swarm chirped in agreement with smiles on their faces.

"I don't know… My friends might be worried about me and I should really get back to them."

But the Combee swarm would have none of it and insisted that Ash take their sweet treat.

"Well. It is rude not to accept a gift of gratitude. Okay then, Combee."

The boy opened his mouth and the honey bee Pokémon deposited the glob of honey inside.  The sticky substance tasted deliciously sweet and went down his throat smoothly.

"Mmm… That was really good! Best honey I tasted in a while. Bet you guys worked hard on it too."

The Combee and its swarm all giggled fitfully before flying off in all different directions.

"Huh? What are they doing now?"

He looked up to see the Combee entering the honey combs near the top of the hive.  They appeared to be busy at work doing something.

"Uhh… You guys? I should really get going now."

After a few minutes, the raven-haired boy watched as the Combee started to exit the honey combs and flew in a neat line down back to where he was.  All of them had globs of sweet honey held in between their antennae like the first one.  A different Combee approached Ash offering the honey.

"Uh… no. That's okay.  The last bit of honey I ate was pretty rich."

But the Combee persisted, shoving the honey into Ash's face which caused some of it to stick to him mouth.

"Watch it, okay?"

The scent of the sweet honey had a strange affect on the boy.  It made him feel warm and at peace.  Without fully understanding why, he felt the need to have more and licked the honey from around his mouth until it was gone.

"Guess a bit more can't hurt."

Combee smiled and brought its antennae closer to the raven-haired boy's mouth. He gently sucked up the honey and closed his eyes while he did.  All he felt was complete bliss feeling it go down his throat once more and his face gained a content smile.

"Delicious…"

Soon another Combee approached with another glob of honey. Ash's eyes panned the swarm behind it and they widened a bit.  He realized that the Combee wanted to take turns feeding him the honey.

"Whoa guys… I don't think I can eat all of…"

But he was cut off as the Combee quickly shoved the sweet honey it carried into his mouth.  Normally he would be angry but the smooth and sweet substance made him feel peaceful.  He swallowed all of it and sighed contently.

One by one, the Combee took turns feeding gobs of honey to the raven-haired boy.  He was almost in a trance-like state as he instinctively opened his mouth for the bee Pokémon to put its honey stash in.  

"So good…" he thought as he consumed his twelfth helping of sweet honey. "I feel so warm and fuzzy inside…"

His cares floated away as he was fed more and more honey by his Combee captors. Before he even realized it, he was on the final Combee's deliverance of sweet honey.  He snapped back to reality noticing a discomfort in his belly.  It would seem that he was full.

"Did I… really eat all of that honey?"

The Combee swarm chirped as a response.

"Oh… Hope I don't get a stomach ache…"

Ash soon noticed that the sun was starting to go down by the way the light appeared inside the Combee nest.

"Oh man… Everyone's probably worried sick about me.  Kay, guys. Fun's over.  I need to get back now.  So… Let me go, okay?"

All of the Combee flew around in an erratic and unorganized fashion until they finally flew to the top of the hive and entered the honey combs.

"No… They couldn't be possibly doing what I think they're doing," the boy thought.

Within a few minutes, all of the Combee returned with sweet honey grasped in their antennae, lined up as how they were before.

"Oh no. No way.  You can't possibly expect me to eat all that!"

A Combee approached him with the sweet honey in its grasp ready to feed to the prisoner.

"Look I'm full.  I can't eat anymore."

Ash turned his head away in defiance.  Not even the scent of the honey was potent enough to get him to start eating again.  So the Combee acted on it.  Two other Combee pressed their bodies up against each side of the raven-haired boy's head so that he could not move it.

"Wha… What are you guys doing?" he said with worry.

The Combee in front of him started to get closer.

"No! I don't want it! Stop!"

The honey bee Pokémon slathered some of the honey on its captive's face around his mouth.  He tried to resist the temptation to lick it off. For if he did, he wasn't sure if he could stop himself. But the stickiness of the honey was an annoyance to have on his face.  After a little while, he gave in and licked some of it from his mouth.  And with it came the soothing feeling.  He was under the honey's spell once more.

"Well… Maybe staying for another helping won't be so bad…"

The three Combee around him giggled in triumph as the raven-haired boy started to feed on the newest batch of sweet honey.  Realizing he wasn't going to put up a fight, the two Combee holding his head let go.  After he took all of the honey from the first Combee, the other two fed him theirs.

Ash's eyes remained half open while the Combee continuously fed him.  Nothing felt unusual about what was happening to him thanks to the intoxicating affect of the honey.  He carelessly sipped up each honey glob that was given to him.  Though he felt full earlier, he now felt like he was on top of the world.  Within another hour and a half, he had consumed his second batch of sweet honey brought by the Combee.

They all scattered to gather up the third batch for their prisoner; hopefully to get it before he snapped out of his trance.  But the raven-haired boy became fully conscious and felt more uncomfortable than before.

"Oh no… I did it again…" he thought.

His stomach was pressing into his waistband.  He wanted to undo the button on his pants to help relieve the pain but it was impossible thanks to the waxy restraints on his arms.

"What are they trying to do anyway…?  I'm so tired…"

Ash noticed that it appeared slightly darker than it did before.  Nightfall was coming soon.

"Got to get out of here…" he thought then struggled to get out of his restraints.

While he did, he did not notice that the Combee had finished gathering the third batch of honey until one of them was right in his face.  He looked up at it with soft eyes while it chirped at him to get him to open his mouth.

"Please… No more…" he begged.  "I feel sick…"

But Combee was not fazed by his pleading and shoved the honey it was carrying right into the boy's face. Some of it even went into his mouth which triggered the weird sensation he would get every time he consumed it.

Ash was a slave to the intoxicating sweet honey once more and licked what was stuck to his face before eating what the Combee had in between its antennae.  He sighed heavily as the euphoria took over. The thick and rich honey slid down  his throat and warmed his insides.

Without resisting, the raven-haired boy devoured one Combee's honey stash after the other. Though they had a different method this time.  Instead of taking breaks, each Combee went off to grab another glob a sweet honey and got back in line. This way the boy would not come back to his senses anytime soon.

"So warm…" he thought while sipping the honey.  "I feel so safe…  I got these guys all wrong… They are only trying to be nice…"

Minutes passed by until they became two full hours of non-stop feeding.  Ash's belly was visibly swollen with sweet honey and the honey bee Pokémon showed no signs of quitting anytime soon.  His mouth was covered in yellow honey residue.  He looked absolutely pitiful and was completely at the mercy of Combee.

By now the sun had completely set and it was starting to get dark inside the hive with only the moonlight lighting the way.  It was enough for the Combee to continue working. The raven-haired boy's tummy stuck out a bit more; his vest creeping up a bit and exposing the white t-shirt underneath it. He was so out of it that he did not care about it.

Within the first half hour of nightfall, Ash had passed out from exhaustion. It was nearing his bedtime anyway and being packed full of thick honey did not help. So the Combee decided to break until morning when he would wake up.  After all, he could not eat if he was sleeping.